[Chorus]
I done seen things that I wasn't supposed to see
I done been places know I wasn't supposed to be
Ya I know, that everyday is a constant grind
How could you ever tell the truth if you constantly lying

[Verse 1: Frayser Boy]
In the bay I was just another young nigga
Didn't know shit, hood full of fuckin drug dealers
Saw a lot of things
Some of my niggas dead some of my niggas still living
Out here gettin bread tyrina stay away from prison
I got my first gun when I turned sixteen
Cause in a bribe wasn't hard for me to get things
Cause its a lot of shit nobody never knew about
I let the past be the past so I threw it out
And ya I got robbed, and ya I got shot
Thats why I keep the .45 next to me cocked
Ill never slip again, I got artilery
A nigga havin good, no gettin rid of me
So fuck my enemies, theyll never know the half
Youll find yourself dead nigga all because my past
You couldn't survive in the places nigga we be
I miss my homie rest in peace my nigga Kiki

[Chorus]
I done seen things that I wasn't supposed to see
I done been places know I wasn't supposed to be
Ya I know, that everyday is a constant grind
How could you ever tell the truth if you constantly lying
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